Zhou Yun scoffed upon hearing this.
"How did you know I would co?"
Song Chi and Zhou Yun’s eyes t.
He didn’t respond, but instead stepped forward, reached Zhou Yun’s face, and kissed her deeply.
It seed that a ten-second kiss was just enough to release years of accumulated longing.
Song Chi let go of Zhou Yun’s lips; despite parting, the distance between them remained close.
Their gazes at such proximity didn’t cross but sparked small explosions like crackling fireworks.
Zhou Yun was a bit dazed.
After all, Song Chi was still soone who was sotis gentle, sotis playful, and at tis, a big talker.
Such a person rarely assud such a resolute attitude to decisively do sothing.
And that kiss just now was filled with an aggressive aura.
It felt like revenge.
"What are you doing?" Zhou Yun chided lightly.
Song Chi said, "What am I doing? You knew what was happening just now."
Both kept their voices in a low tone.
Perhaps it had been a long while since their last eting, Zhou Yun definitely felt a tangible, albeit hard-to-define, sense of attachnt sprouting between them.
It was strange, yet lingering in her mind.
To put it bluntly, Zhou Yun had never desired to touch soone’s body so intensely.
Zhou Yun wanted them to keep hugging each other; the contact felt like a tight illusion of dependency.
Walking through life together.
Zhou Yun was confused by her own feelings.
This wasn’t the self she knew, nor the state she recognized.
And Song Chi’s hand was still on her waist, a particularly sensitive spot.
"Have you been tired from filming recently?" Zhou Yun asked.
She was just making conversation.
If she stayed silent, she would drown in her own thoughts, continuously spreading.
Zhou Yun was afraid of her own wandering musings.
Song Chi replied, "It’s much more relaxed now, Wu Chengbao is very capable."
"You can tell he’s impressive, it’s good that you two are working well together," Zhou Yun said. "I’ve been watching Yao Yuanfeng lately, and I really feel it’s not easy for him, being a boss dealing with so many people and things."
Song Chi smiled and asked, "Do you ever think about becoming a boss in the future?"
Zhou Yun shook her head and said, "Not at all, I feel like just managing my current responsibilities well is an achievent."
Song Chi: "You’ve reached a new level now."
"Yeah, actually winning the award made really happy."
"Win more awards, be happier," Song Chi joked with a smile. "Once you’ve stood on the award stage, you’ll crave to stand there again."
"I thought your initial intention for acting could be a bit purer? I thought you would advise not to be too attached to awards."
"You absolutely shouldn’t be deceived by that rhetoric, the talk of keeping initial intentions, not caring about gains or losses," Song Chi said. "So many mortals think they can beco saints, but in the end, they remain mortals. It’s better to openly admit that you’re a mortal from the start."
"Yeah."
"However, if you encounter a play you love, even if it won’t win awards, go shoot it," Song Chi said. "There will always be opportunities to win awards in the future, but missing out on a play you wanted to do can beco a lifelong regret for an actor."
Hearing this, Zhou Yun knew that he must have experienced such regret.
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